b41 (4.23-9.2005): before

before [1]                             
by b. e. four

 

before the destin nation

before the beach went gray

before the water changed from emerald blue to death’s decay

before the you-man cancer cells woke up and shouted “more”

before the bells

before the wells

before cold hell

before

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[1] martino, j. (4.23-9.2005). before. book 41: (speed of Light). copyright 2005 by joal martino.  

b41 (4.23-1.2005): chess

chess [1]                     
by piece o. peace
 
a game of death and war
a game of black and white
a game of king and queen, between
a game of day and knight
 
an opening (attack/defense)
a fork, a pin, a take
a virtual illusion of a game of choice and fate
 
a dance of kill (or mate)
 
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is this just entertainment or an issue to address?
what makes a game a Game? (let’s sit and think about it)
 
chess

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[1] martino, j. (4.23-1.2005). chess. book 41: speed of Light. © 2005 by joal martino.

b41 (4.8-5.2005): what the bleep

what the bleep [1]                                         

by joal martino

 

welcome to my world.  i’m not sure if any of you actually exist, but i believe that you do – here – in the recesses of my mind and soul.

 

it probably doesn’t matter, anyway.

 the One is the One, and matter is no matter, and so what?

 

but let’s address the cosmic god-force practically, from the earthly perspective, so that we can (maybe) make some sense of what we are doing here.

 

first of all, we can assume that illusions are common.  we know that our eyes deceive.  we know that a huge object (a building, for example) can appear to be small, from a distance.  we “see” that the sun rises in the east and “sets” in the west, but we know that this perception is deception.

 

we hear the sound of a baseball, hitting a bat… but we hear it after seeing it happen.  we see lightning, but hear the instantaneous sound of thunder much later.  we “taste” with our mouth, but then experience non-taste when we pinch our nose closed as we eat.

 

our senses deceive.  no -- better yet, our senses are only able to provide us with a bit of the truth, at the sensory level.  in Truth, there are many truths, at many levels, simultaneously truth-ing.

 

we only (Really) “Know” (Capital “K”) ONE thing:

 I Am

 

we interpret every-thing based upon limited senses and limited experience, based upon memories based upon limited senses and limited experience.  it’s like a caterpillar, basing butter-flight on the experience of crawling.

 

at the worm-level, the caterpillar cannot conceive of flight.  at the Inner-Level of Collective Memory or Collective Cognition, that which is caterpillar becomes the butterfly.

 

think about that: in all of your crawling, creeping ugly-ness… you (yes, You) are the Beauty and Perfection that is the butterfly.

 

let’s get this on record:

 

you, at your very worst… 

…are the very pinnacle of Perfect Oneness, Perfect Love, and 

Perfect Expression.

 

we just don’t experience it that way, at this level.

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what does this mean to you and me (here)? 

1. we are (in effect) living within our own, Virtual Reality Move-ie.
2. we create, we man-u-facture our fractured reality.
3. we may (or may not) “exist” as we know it.
4. we “know” very little, and we have forgotten most of what we Really Know.
5. we are here to experience this realm of perception, and we have quite a bit of creative-control over that which we experience.
6. like it or not, we are creating our own future with every thought, every word, every action. 

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[1] martino, j. (4.8-5.2005). what the bleep. book 41: speed of light. © 2005 by joal martino.